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Kat merely watched as he spoke, tripped and fell backwards, knocking himself out in the process. "Graceful.. Well, so much for that." Hopping off of the stool, Kat bent down to hoist Mark back up, trying to support him the best she could as she helped - practically dragged him back to the rooms on deck 8 to rest up. Last thing they needed was for Cael to show up and find his assistant unconscious and smelling like booze this early into the mission. "This is three times you owe me now, Mark..!"

And then suddenly, really suddenly, Ofelia started to feel sick. The moment the ship went off and everything got announced that it was now under way had the hunter turning back to that shade of mocha that Gale originally found her colored. The ice cream in her hand was promptly disposed of in the nearest trash can as she slapped down some money for the treats of the group. A weak smile was forced onto Ofelia's face as her stomach and nerves rolled, and she waved to the group.

"Ah'm....suddenly not feelin' so hot guys. Ah think Ah'm gonna maybe step out fer some air or sommin'?" She didn't look like she wanted to be anywhere outside or inside or whatever. People on phones, always talking with others, it was okay if she stepped away right? "Take yer time eatin' an' like Ah said it's on me." The same weak smile, pained, and Ofelia turned and headed out of the ice cream parlor with a little more speed than a person would normally have.

She ended up passing Jake and Sherry in her zeal to get over to the side of the boat.

She hadn't expected to wait that long for Jake. She supposed he could be chatting with the other hunters, which was good. The guy needed more friends. It was probably a good thing he came out when he did, though. Sherry was about to go back in looking for him....and possibly for something shiny, too.

"Hmm. We could...." She really had no idea what to do next. Heck, she was surprised he'd even asked that. He was so against this whole thing that she'd expected him to bolt right for his room. She would, of course had followed, but still. "We could..." she repeated. It was a very difficult decision.

A decision interrupted by the sight of a familiar face. Ofie! Oh. She had on a very fancy dress. "Ofelia!" Sherry called after the girl, though she seemed to be in a hurry of sorts. Which made Sherry wonder where she could be heading to in a hurry, what else was on this boat?

She probably shouldn't have stepped out onto the path in order to attempt and flag down or follow the girl, because that only ended with someone bumping into her. Even as she stumbled, she knew she recognized the voice that went with the person.

Jude let out a short quiet chuckle, "Yeah. This seems almost too relaxed," the whispering about fear contamination was caught and pretty much tucked away for later. There was nothing he could do with that information right now.

He did have a little bit of concern over the fact that Mark pretty much fell to the floor like a large lump but it seemed he was being taken care of for the most part.

Refocusing his attention he shrugged a bit, "I guess so. Usually it isn't ... exactly like this. Then again it could just be what it is."

Things had a habit of going badly in short amounts of time.

Before let out an audible "Eep!" as he witnessed the young woman trip on her dress. He clucked his tongue and decided the next time they had time to go to civilization he was going to buy her a new dress. One that looked good on her and that she could still run in. Maybe something with a huge slit on the side? Oh! Or maybe even tear-away skirts!

In the meantime, Before finally caught up to her and knelt by her side, "Hey Dinah, you okay?" he asked, then glanced to where Jake and Sherry were, "I think she's okay!" he declared, giving them the thumb's up. Of course, they didn't have to take his word for it, the pair was more than welcome to see for themselves. And of course, Before didn't recognize Jake from that time when Ofie snapped and Before himself had to butt in.

To be honest, he wasn't even sure why he reached out to catch her. She was perfectly capable of steadying herself, considering she wasn't wearing something ridiculously long like the sun hunter who just... face planted on the floor. It was then he decided women clothing was very much hazardous.

Not having caught her blush, he only stood beside Sherry as she and the other hunter (really, what was his name again?) fretted over her.
"She's alive, you can stop worrying."
All the concern. So much concern.

Before good-naturedly tried to act like the whole spill onto the deck was no big deal, and at this point he'd gotten to used to Ofelia's antics. Besides, his own coordination didn't fare any better so he wasn't one to talk. "Well, not one hundred percent sure, but we gots FEAR shields and stuff," he gave Sherry a relaxed smile, though it faltered a little at Jake's words.

"I just got here, Dinah," he answered, getting to his feet when the Sun Hunter did. When she pointed out the possibility she had ripped her dress, Before's instinct was to look for said rip and when he found it, his face pretty much did its best impression of Ofelia's hair. O______________________________O!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He spoke no words, simply moved on auto-pilot, removing his jacket and trying to tie it around Ofie. The whole bit about her being concerned over Jake and Sherry went over his head.

Of course she was fine. This was the freaking beast who ended up pummeling him to a pulp twice during spars as if it were nothing and gave him and Sherry matching scars. If she died from something like that, the world would end (His assessment of injuries was that if it weren't enough to kill you, you were fine, which was a good thing he didn't handle anything like first aid because think of all the lives lost).

And then thankfully he had caught notice of the tear BEFORE (so punny) she got up, and managed to turn his head just as she started flashing everyone (he didn't forget that time Ofie, he didn't forget). The last thing he needed was for Before to pummel him to the ground for catching sight of his girlfriend's panties. Despite being dumb as doorknobs at other's feelings towards him (Sherry bless your poor soul), he seemed rather perceptive of other people's relations, even if they weren't broadcast, but when Ofie exclaimed about him, he couldn't help but turn to glance at her to ask what the heck she was talking about and- BAD MOVE OFIE WHAT THE HELL-
Thankfully, he only caught a glimpse before Before covered her up but gawd Ofelia this was twice now. TWICE (besides the first being entirely his fault).
"I don't know what you're talking about." he muttered, shooting a dark look towards Sherry as she had said too much.